生命不息，丢人不止

为了忘却的丢人，偶尔记录几笔

 

这次关于锁公共自行车的

好几个月前开始用公共自行车，第一次用发现不会锁，以为转一下钥匙，上面的链条锁锁头就会弹出来。转了半天转不动，就放弃了。后来就在屋内边吃，边盯着屋外的车子。吃完后拿车时才发现，那个锁头是靠手动拔出来，然后再套到钥匙边上的那个孔里，这样你才能把钥匙拔出来，才能锁住。

于是乎用了好多次公共自行车

 

终于在今天发现，我锁住了锁，还是没锁住车。因为发现旁边的那辆锁住的公共自行车，人家是把链条穿过轮子后再套到那个锁孔的，而我没有，直接轮外锁锁，好比把锁好了的链条锁挂在车把上，一点用都没有。汗颜，幸好前几次没人看见，否则就可以推车走人，顺带狠狠的鄙视我好几下。

 

丢人呀！

 

早上当医托，一个门诊，两个住院

中午在科室里吃饭

下午帮忙做门诊小手术，兼技术指导。好久没缝缝补补了，感觉很棒。

晚上去西湖边的青藤茶楼，“品尝”

半夜在寝室缓慢消化

 

我果然老了，其实今天吃下并不多。很浪费人头费，因为我吃了估计一半的价钱都不到。但是就这么点量，却足以使我到了寝室后，依旧喘息着消化着，于是过了午夜。不过今天因该不会失眠了，充食呀！而且食也免了。

 

想想一年前还是可以拼了老命扫荡这些茶楼的，两三年前那简直就称得上洗劫。而如今，只能望着满桌的佳肴，啃几块水果，添几杯冰激淋，咬几只鸡爪。徒有一个骇人的雪白的半球形的微微下垂的肚腩。

 

 

记得小时候通宵看月全食，和另外两个小玩伴在阳台上边吃边等。看完之后没多少感觉没留下多深的印象。天空本来就很暗，食既之后也没暗多少。东西倒是吃完了，吃的好像是那种白色的粘手的糖，外面常有一层面粉防粘，有时候里面会放点黑芝麻馅，可能叫麦芽糖，不知道叫什么。反正是我用从自己家米桶里偷的好几斤米，外加储蓄罐里的不少硬币，不远好几里路，从另外一个村的一个作坊里换来的。还有葡萄，还有饮料，记得是那种大玻璃瓶的汽水，5分一瓶，比雪碧好喝多了。现在想想，原来我那么小就会搞party了，仰慕仰慕，崇拜崇拜。不过三个小傻瓜还是挺傻的，楞呼呼的盯着月亮看了好久，其间还有睡着的。咦？那个时候我可能还不怎么招蚊子咬，因为在阳台坐了那么久，没记得被蚊子咬得多惨，换成现在要多惨就有多惨。哦，对了，每人一条被子或毯子盖着，外面还是挺冷的。-___-/// 刚想到了去查了一下，那次应该是1990年元宵节的月全食，蚊子冬眠着呢。无聊的看完了月全食，三缺一呀，玩不了牌。不过印象深刻的是这次无聊的月全食过后，还元宵节，我就一直走霉运。具体怎么霉忘了，反正自打那时候起，就对eclipse没什么好感。

 

这次的日全食本也没什么兴趣去看，何况还是多云。看到天黑，凉快了，正好可以出门办点事。一下楼，已经食既，楼下黑压压的一堆堆人，仰天而望。天空中高高挂着一颗黑珍珠，熠熠生辉，漂亮呀！于是忍不住多看了几眼，于是等到了生光的那一刹那，永恒就在那一瞬间：那颗闪亮的贝利珠，永远难忘！

 

呃~~~~我视力好，都裸眼看的。此非炫耀贴......

最头痛的就是陪MM逛街，尽管这么多年我陪MM逛街的次数非常有限。

当然，这里的作陪单指陪同，自己不参与购物环节，顶多提供劳力，提提包啥的。

所以解散了的shopping三人组就不算在内了，尽管从某种意义上说也是陪MM们购物，但是一进商场，便分散各自活动，提前完成任务且还有力气走的倒可以进行单纯的陪同。和MM一起买东西有一个好处，就是她们速度缓慢，可以发现on sale的东西。我那用三折买来的两柜子就是那时shopping三人组一起去特利屋，不经意中发现的。如果换成我一个人的话，就会匆匆走过。因为我视力好，脚步移动快，购物就像打巷战，拉网式的进行。只是网眼有点大，经常漏掉很多，即便有很多时候做了shopping list。

前阵子和GOF一起共五人去了解百附近的“万人缘”尝鲜，庆祝佳佳同学顺利领证。食后，顺便去了趟解百。记得上一次去解百还是3年前某人毕业找工作时陪同买职业装。幸亏GOF撑饱了肚子，没多少战斗力，光看不买，就不用我提大包小包了。一个男生陪着一帮女生逛女装部总觉得别扭了点。看看肖团长（真的军衔哦）年级比较大了，对比一下自己稚嫩的脸庞，赶紧把单肩背的包改双肩背，这样就像个初中生了。自豪中也发现某人一直把包双肩背着，一直装着嫩。于是，东逛西看，不好意思，又冷不防看到几个走光事件，以后真得少去这类地方。无聊间，突然发现四周都是我不认识的或有一点点印象的单词。幸亏PDA随身带，便拿出来查阅一番：哇！真棒！原来陪MM购物还能学这么多的单词，感谢法国，感谢意大利！感谢诸多的品牌设计师！感谢WHO！

 

这几天凉快

晚上，买一罐百事，沿着池边，悠悠溜达半圈。阑珊的灯光倒影在的池面，婆娑偏偏。憋了一整天的闷骚一扫而光。

其实光这四周的一抹黑色，足以使人心境平和。

 

夏夜的池边两种东西多：

一个是蚊子，

另一个是情侣。

情侣们忘我的互相吮吸着，

蚊子们爱凑“热”闹，也满足的模仿着。

我虽然被夜景所吸引，但忍不住还是弑几个蚊子，以便提醒蚊众：虽然我是义务献血，但最多献200μm，多抽了我跟你们急！

但是走过这么长椅，我没听到一声拍打。

禁不住感叹：谈恋爱确实要付出“血”的代价的呀！

 

恋爱中的人很容易变成诗人。

失恋后的人往往变成小说家。

我最讨厌写东西，

但不写点东西就没有倾泻途径，我会闷骚而亡。

最近似乎又有点躁动不安，多写写，有益身心健康。

 

散毕

感觉又提前享受了一次退休生活（老伴在家里打麻将，我在外头散步）

 

 

可以欣赏不经意间映入眼帘的火爆走光图

 

其实俺出门不多，也就偶尔去去医院，偶尔逛逛饭堂，偶尔坐坐校车，偶尔遛遛超市

偶尔，游游泳，爬爬楼梯

 

不过就这么丁点偶尔中，不幸领略了繁多的走光场景

 

可见当世走光问题之严峻

 

概叹兼建议：女生们夏天还是多穿点，或者少出点门

不像冬天，只能洗冷水澡

 

终于明白为什么小的时候没有空调都能欢快的度过夏天了

 

因为那个时候不用搞学术

 

捉捉知了，网网蝴蝶，拴拴天牛，掏掏鸟蛋，偷偷西瓜，耍耍顽皮

 

晚上的时候用木棍插入半个大鞭炮尸体，浸饱机油，点燃后举着火把马路上四处纵火，怀念呀

 

 

thou art= tu es

 

一天8次，创下纪录了。

直接省掉午饭，饿到宵夜时间。OK，肚子清静了。

今年一不小心就登了两次黄山，

浪费!

都懒得说些什么了

尤其是这次，虽然不用掏一分钱，还缆车上山。

但爬了个天都，走错了路，直接走下山了。

浪费！

本来还计划缆车下山，这样顶上还能多逗留一会儿。

可怜我师弟，第一次去黄山就发誓再也不去了，漂亮的地方都没机会见到，我有罪。

不过这次至少让我爬了回天都峰，也算没白爬过黄山了，尽管鲤鱼脊一点都不险。

至少见识了黄山之所以称之为“黄”山的几个特征象形标记（少儿不宜）。

至少背了个本上去，还在顶上开机留念。

 

 

Bubbles
Kind of loving bubbles these days, generated merely by blowing gently with my mouth, though a rough circle that is covered with a membrane of soap liquid. Ok, it takes place in my beloved balcony, again. One by one, bubbles show up till the end of my constant breath, I’m surrounded by numerous bubbles. Beautiful, charming, elegant, graceful, they dance in the breeze happily, and I seem to be addicted in this funny game, completely ignoring the various eyes below that are watching this big boy doing such childish thing. The only pity is that these amazing creations can’t keep their attractive forms even for a while, and turn into the invisible very soon, so you have to reproduce it over and over again if you wanna enjoy this splendid scene.
Then it reminds me of my youth time, though nearly about to expire. It’s like the bubble, in which lie all the magnificence that one can imagine, but the difference is that youth can not be experienced once more, and we can do nothing to stop this but to find in the mirror more wrinkles on our face and watch the golden time turning into memories.
Feeling helpless? Or, maybe we can do something, since we still have to get our life going on, from youth to middle age to old. Life is what we must cherish at every second, just like the youth time which we only have once in one lifetime. Shall we make good use of it, or just pass by without any shining moment? Of course not, because we have dreams! Everyone dreams a lot when being child, because children are more curious, more anxious, and more passionate, to know to uncover and to change the mysteries the society and the whole universe. We know more about what we really need when being children! But as we grow up year by year, we tend to get ourselves lost in the so-called busy life, and are blind to the manifold blessings that lie in sight, unable to find out what life’s true definition is and what we live for. Therefore very few of these dreams come true finally. It’s called compromise, with the reality and with our fragile hearts that lack persistency and continuity. So most of us may die in vain, the moment when we flash backward and find there have been so many dreams floating in the air, untouchable.
Anyhow, it’s always easy to say than to do. We want to cherish the precious thing, but don’t know what to do, when and where to start off, and how to accomplish it. So our confidence is decreasing by these frustrations, as time goes by as usual, to the day we make a compromise.
Youth is a bubble, life is bubble too. Wanna make it more splendid, significant, brilliant, magnificent, fabulous and marvelous? Ok, don’t be silly and hesitate any more, take out your hand, help yourselves, just remember, we are running out of time.

I’m completely a dull when exhausted. Brain only carries on simple tasks and rules out complicated ones, and even the simple ones are usually full of naive faults and mistakes: speech illogical, vision hazy, audition vague, concentration scattered, accompanied with irregular bowl movement, aching head and sore muscles.

 

Sleep is an effective therapy, but also a time cost one. Face wash, teeth brush, pee pee, poo poo, and sometimes bath, these are all important procedures of waking from dream and lots of time is flushed away in the flow. And of cause, firstly, we have to convince us to get up, which requires great determination and is often unsuccessful.

 

Music and coffee are options too, but only to prolong the latency stage of fatigue. And as age is climbing up high, it seems more difficult to repair a severely damaged bio-clock.

 

So training turns out to be favorable necessity. Here training has two aspects: one is just get more PE, like tennis and swimming to me; the other one is train myself to triumph fatigue to keep minds fresh, clear, logical and creative in extreme exhaustion. The later one is based on PE, but much harder to reach, cuz not everyone gets the determination powerful enough, and neither does me.

 

There is the phrase that I love that much, telling “you never conquer the mountain, you only conquer yourself”. The first and last enemy is merely we ourselves. We are all born of laziness, we are raised, we suck breast instead of hunting for food by our own hands. We remain proletariat until being adults. Sometimes we work hard, in one purpose of accumulating wealth and pursuing a better life in which we could be lazy, self-relieve and enjoy last ditch of life.

 

So, something has to be changed, I can’t tolerate myself to live such a life. But the enemy “me”, seems too powerful to defeat, especially in fatigue.

 

Training, but how? Any help from you will be appreciated.

精彩的人生：敢爱、敢恨、敢哭、敢笑、敢想、敢为、无限的自由、无牵挂的羁绊